Post-Gym Sweaty Giantess Tiny Ben Bites My Ass Then Becomes My Sweat Rag, Pussy & Ass Cleaner and Toothpick
As I sit on the edge of the weightlifting bench, my muscles screaming in satisfaction from the intense workout, I can't help but savor the salty-sweet taste of my post-gym meal. The aroma of sweat and metal from the equipment mingles with the tang of the strawberry milkshake, creating a pungent yet addictive atmosphere.
Suddenly, a tiny figure catches my eye. It's Tiny Ben, his eyes glued to my every move. He's always been such a pervert, but I never thought he'd have the guts to approach me. His voice is trembling as he asks if he can clean my boots.
I raise an eyebrow, amused by his audacity. "Sure, why not?" I say, casually tossing one of my sweat-soaked sneakers towards him. He catches it with a grin, his eyes filled with excitement.
As he starts licking and sucking on the sneaker, I can't help but feel a mixture of disgust and arousal. The thought of him worshipping my sweaty feet sends shivers down my spine. And when he looks up at me, his gaze filled with adoration, I know I have him right where I want him.
"That's a good boy," I murmur, running my fingers through his hair. "Now why don't you come over here and see if you can clean something else for me?" I smirk, leaning back on the weightlifting bench, my muscles glistening with sweat in the dim light.
Tiny Ben hesitates for a moment before climbing onto the bench beside me. His tiny hands fumble with the buttons of my gym top, revealing my sweaty cleavage. His tongue darts out, tasting the salty moisture between my breasts. I let out a moan, surprised by how much this little display is turning me on.
Without warning, I push him down onto his back, pinning him to the bench with my weight. His eyes widen in fear, but I can see the hint of arousal in them too. "You like this, don't you?" I growl, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "You like being my little toy, cleaning up after your giantess."
I lean in closer, my chest pressing against his trembling form. My lips brush against his ear, sending shivers down his spine. "Now open wide, baby boy. It's time for your real treat."
As I lower my sweaty self onto his tiny, quivering mouth, I feel a rush of power coursing through my veins. He groans, trying to take as much of me as he can. His tongue darts out, tasting the saltiness of my pussy juices as I grind down on him.
I can feel the heat building inside me, the urge to cum growing stronger with every passing moment. And when I finally do, it's like an explosion of pleasure. My muscles clench around his face, my pussy gripping his tongue like a vice.
As I catch my breath, I look down at him with a sense of satisfaction. He may be tiny, but he's all mine. And I know that every time he looks up at me, he'll see the mark of the giantess that's claimed him for her very own.
